A surprise in spades.
Jul. 16th, 2010 03:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shexwrites[Same AU as this, just further in the timeline.]
It had been a fairly early evening for the still new couple. Chuck had been on his best behavior and taken Blair out for a romantic dinner that had hit Gossip Girl fairly soon after they'd arrived. No one seemed to want to believe that Chuck Bass was settling down his wild ways, for one Blair Waldorf no less, but here it was happening right for all the city to see.
After dinner, both decided a quiet night in the penthouse Blair seemed to be spending more and more time in was the way to go. They still weren't sleeping together, though most of the Upper East Side had already decided if he was keeping her she had to be putting out, but that wasn't to say Chuck wasn't showing Blair an extraordinarily good time. He refused to push her comfort level on that topic, already telling her it was her decision on the when she wanted to; he'd even assured her that he was fine. It'd been a hard sell, convincing her that Chuck Bass, the man who'd been sleeping around for the last three years was fine not getting any, but it had helped when she'd thrown in her mouth as part of the consolation package. She didn't work him like that often, but when she did it was well worth it and he still got to bring her pleasure, got to taste her. It sated him for now as he waited for her to be ready.
Tonight in particular was a focus on Blair Night, his dessert for the evening if how he practically devoured her was any indication. He really couldn't get enough of her moans, they were better than anything he'd ever heard. It explained why he was playing the see how many times Blair can cum until she really and truly couldn't move, game.
Currently, she was curled up on him as her body continued to shiver on and off after her third orgasm. "You're going to give me heart failure one of these days," she murmured quietly against his skin.
His fingers slid along the skin to one side of her spine, making the shivers worse. "You're young and resiliant. You'll bounce back in a moment." He grinned down at her when he got a look.
"Charles Bass, you aren't allowed to kill your girlfriend by multiple orgasm." She was still new enough, still innocent enough that even through the stern, no argued tone, her cheeks flushed just a little at the actual thought of it.
His head dipped down and he kissed her deeply, earning a soft moan into the kiss as she leaned into it. "I promise not to kill you with too many orgasms," he nipped her lip with the promise before pulling away. "Which also means snacks and water for you, my dear."
Blair couldn't help the soft beaming at him, he hadn't even flinched at the girlfriend comment. That made her glad, though him moving to get up pulls a soft pout to her features. "You're going to leave me?"
He smiled at her, leaning back over to kiss her softly, "Just to the kitchen, I'll be right back. Promise."
She deepened the kiss a little before pulling back and watching him. "Quickly."
Chuck shifted, offering a bow in boxers and nothing else to the naked woman in his bed, "As my Queen commands," he comments lightly before shrugging into a robe and heading to the kitchen. He likes the soft giggle the bow earns from Blair, which in turn makes his smile brighten and soften at the same time.
Somehow, with the opening and closing of drawers and packages, he missed hearing the elevator ding as someone new stepped out.Though it was quiet enough and enough of the lights were left off that she didn't see him in the kitchen and headed for the room with the light on.
Georgina was always figuring she could squeeze herself right into any of the fun that might be being had, even if she hadn't been invited though the sight on Chuck's bed really does have her pause. Of all the things she ever expected to find in Chuck's bed, one Blair Waldorf removed of all her clothes and apparently completely sober was not one of them.
"What do you think you're doing here, just walking in like you own the place?" Came Blair's outraged voices as she shifted the sheet over her and her cheeks flamed a pale pink.
"You're the reason Chuck has been ignoring my calls?" Georgina's hands settle on her hips, not even reacting to the fact that Blair's naked. Granted, it's not like she hasn't seen her share of naked girls, Serena sheds her clothes often enough after drugs and alcohol.
"Forgive me for being more engaging company than the local slut," Blair commented dryly as she sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest. Of all the times for her clothes to be scattered across the floor, Georgina had to come the day they weren't, they were nicely set on the chair near the door. Near Georgina herself.
Georgina's smile was sweet to the point of giving Blair a cavity, "Well, I mean I guess I can see it. Bagging the local virgin probably is a big feat, but that doesn't..." Her head jerks back with a low whimpered sound that is in no way happy, just all pain.
"You need to leave. Now." Chuck's tone is low, dangerous, and very much the equal of a rattle snake's sound of warning. He doesn't wait for an answer either, just twists the grip he has on her hair and turns her enough to shove her towards the elevators and away from Blair.
"No one drops me, Chuck Bass," she grounds out as her hand comes to rest at the base of her skull where Chuck had grabbed. "Play with your newly deflowered virgin all you want but you will come back to me soon. No one is as fun as I am."
He takes a slow step towards her and she jerks back, eyes wide at the look on his face. He's never been so angry or protective in his life but right now, if looks could kill Georgina would be a pile of ash on the floor. He doesn't turn to Blair until the elevator closes, which it does eventually and it leaves him bending to pick up the tray of provisions he'd set down.
Blair when he settles next to her is practically fuming in a 'how dare she' fashion. All of her angry words and comments are ignored in favor of tilting her chin and kissing her deeply, deep enough to pull the softest whimper from Blair because he's never show this level, this intensity before. "Chuck...?"
"I don't want," his eyes close, opening again when she feels him in his lap. "I won't leave you." His hands settle on her waist lightly, almost like she'll crumble at his touch and leave him sitting here alone. "I don't care what people think or how long I wait until you're ready, I won't leave you and I'm not doing this just to..."
She leans up to kiss him, softly and with understanding. "I know, Chuck. She's just evil." The venom in the last part quirks his lips because she's completely right.
He shifts out of his robe before rolling with her so they're both curled up just under the covers, "Do you mind if we just lay here like this a while?"
Blair shakes her head as one leg slides over his and her hand moves across his stomach to wrap around him, both moves causing him to shiver softly. She's beaming a little as her head settles on his chest, close enough to his heart to hear it beat. "No, I love the idea of just being here with you."
Chuck smiles, holding her close as he closes his eyes and just relaxes into the warmth and weight of her. Georgina was wrong. He wouldn't run back to her. Ever. He'd stay right here with Blair, and the solidness of that thought scares him just a little and makes him hold her just a little tighter.
Neither of them mean to, but that's how they fall asleep and stay throughout the night. Their first night sleeping together is just that, sleeping. And they aren't even restless enough to knock the tray of snacks off the bed as they sleep until morning.
It had been a fairly early evening for the still new couple. Chuck had been on his best behavior and taken Blair out for a romantic dinner that had hit Gossip Girl fairly soon after they'd arrived. No one seemed to want to believe that Chuck Bass was settling down his wild ways, for one Blair Waldorf no less, but here it was happening right for all the city to see.
After dinner, both decided a quiet night in the penthouse Blair seemed to be spending more and more time in was the way to go. They still weren't sleeping together, though most of the Upper East Side had already decided if he was keeping her she had to be putting out, but that wasn't to say Chuck wasn't showing Blair an extraordinarily good time. He refused to push her comfort level on that topic, already telling her it was her decision on the when she wanted to; he'd even assured her that he was fine. It'd been a hard sell, convincing her that Chuck Bass, the man who'd been sleeping around for the last three years was fine not getting any, but it had helped when she'd thrown in her mouth as part of the consolation package. She didn't work him like that often, but when she did it was well worth it and he still got to bring her pleasure, got to taste her. It sated him for now as he waited for her to be ready.
Tonight in particular was a focus on Blair Night, his dessert for the evening if how he practically devoured her was any indication. He really couldn't get enough of her moans, they were better than anything he'd ever heard. It explained why he was playing the see how many times Blair can cum until she really and truly couldn't move, game.
Currently, she was curled up on him as her body continued to shiver on and off after her third orgasm. "You're going to give me heart failure one of these days," she murmured quietly against his skin.
His fingers slid along the skin to one side of her spine, making the shivers worse. "You're young and resiliant. You'll bounce back in a moment." He grinned down at her when he got a look.
"Charles Bass, you aren't allowed to kill your girlfriend by multiple orgasm." She was still new enough, still innocent enough that even through the stern, no argued tone, her cheeks flushed just a little at the actual thought of it.
His head dipped down and he kissed her deeply, earning a soft moan into the kiss as she leaned into it. "I promise not to kill you with too many orgasms," he nipped her lip with the promise before pulling away. "Which also means snacks and water for you, my dear."
Blair couldn't help the soft beaming at him, he hadn't even flinched at the girlfriend comment. That made her glad, though him moving to get up pulls a soft pout to her features. "You're going to leave me?"
He smiled at her, leaning back over to kiss her softly, "Just to the kitchen, I'll be right back. Promise."
She deepened the kiss a little before pulling back and watching him. "Quickly."
Chuck shifted, offering a bow in boxers and nothing else to the naked woman in his bed, "As my Queen commands," he comments lightly before shrugging into a robe and heading to the kitchen. He likes the soft giggle the bow earns from Blair, which in turn makes his smile brighten and soften at the same time.
Somehow, with the opening and closing of drawers and packages, he missed hearing the elevator ding as someone new stepped out.Though it was quiet enough and enough of the lights were left off that she didn't see him in the kitchen and headed for the room with the light on.
Georgina was always figuring she could squeeze herself right into any of the fun that might be being had, even if she hadn't been invited though the sight on Chuck's bed really does have her pause. Of all the things she ever expected to find in Chuck's bed, one Blair Waldorf removed of all her clothes and apparently completely sober was not one of them.
"What do you think you're doing here, just walking in like you own the place?" Came Blair's outraged voices as she shifted the sheet over her and her cheeks flamed a pale pink.
"You're the reason Chuck has been ignoring my calls?" Georgina's hands settle on her hips, not even reacting to the fact that Blair's naked. Granted, it's not like she hasn't seen her share of naked girls, Serena sheds her clothes often enough after drugs and alcohol.
"Forgive me for being more engaging company than the local slut," Blair commented dryly as she sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest. Of all the times for her clothes to be scattered across the floor, Georgina had to come the day they weren't, they were nicely set on the chair near the door. Near Georgina herself.
Georgina's smile was sweet to the point of giving Blair a cavity, "Well, I mean I guess I can see it. Bagging the local virgin probably is a big feat, but that doesn't..." Her head jerks back with a low whimpered sound that is in no way happy, just all pain.
"You need to leave. Now." Chuck's tone is low, dangerous, and very much the equal of a rattle snake's sound of warning. He doesn't wait for an answer either, just twists the grip he has on her hair and turns her enough to shove her towards the elevators and away from Blair.
"No one drops me, Chuck Bass," she grounds out as her hand comes to rest at the base of her skull where Chuck had grabbed. "Play with your newly deflowered virgin all you want but you will come back to me soon. No one is as fun as I am."
He takes a slow step towards her and she jerks back, eyes wide at the look on his face. He's never been so angry or protective in his life but right now, if looks could kill Georgina would be a pile of ash on the floor. He doesn't turn to Blair until the elevator closes, which it does eventually and it leaves him bending to pick up the tray of provisions he'd set down.
Blair when he settles next to her is practically fuming in a 'how dare she' fashion. All of her angry words and comments are ignored in favor of tilting her chin and kissing her deeply, deep enough to pull the softest whimper from Blair because he's never show this level, this intensity before. "Chuck...?"
"I don't want," his eyes close, opening again when she feels him in his lap. "I won't leave you." His hands settle on her waist lightly, almost like she'll crumble at his touch and leave him sitting here alone. "I don't care what people think or how long I wait until you're ready, I won't leave you and I'm not doing this just to..."
She leans up to kiss him, softly and with understanding. "I know, Chuck. She's just evil." The venom in the last part quirks his lips because she's completely right.
He shifts out of his robe before rolling with her so they're both curled up just under the covers, "Do you mind if we just lay here like this a while?"
Blair shakes her head as one leg slides over his and her hand moves across his stomach to wrap around him, both moves causing him to shiver softly. She's beaming a little as her head settles on his chest, close enough to his heart to hear it beat. "No, I love the idea of just being here with you."
Chuck smiles, holding her close as he closes his eyes and just relaxes into the warmth and weight of her. Georgina was wrong. He wouldn't run back to her. Ever. He'd stay right here with Blair, and the solidness of that thought scares him just a little and makes him hold her just a little tighter.
Neither of them mean to, but that's how they fall asleep and stay throughout the night. Their first night sleeping together is just that, sleeping. And they aren't even restless enough to knock the tray of snacks off the bed as they sleep until morning.
